Rampage
Tennis balls in the court of life
Come back faster than speed of light
Some have anger attached
Having no control over petty thought
Choosing not to play the field
Called negative ream
Lighten up change the tune
As the world turns
Moments do not come back to relive
We only get one chance at events
Entitlements teased
Wasted efforts
Pitty no one
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